Happiness is…

Today, happiness is:

Seeing my little cat falling asleep in the middle of playing with a measuring tape
Warm coffee that tastes like golden sunshine, sweet cinnamon and roasted chestnuts
Squeezing the tummy of my fat cat, who was asleep on its back
My room resplendent in the rich glow of a warm morning

Up And Running

Things accomplished this week:

Moved to a new server – after many, many frustrating down times (5 times a week?!! Unacceptable!)
Changed to a 3-column layout – aah much better… my sidebar was getting a bit too long
Fixed the comment bug – there was a bug in the 3-column format.
Wrote 5 posts based on the theme “Entertainment”

I’m inspired by Lady S‘ list of Happy Things. I’ve read the same book — 14,000 Things to be Happy About — some time ago. I do have similar lists, but they are written over multiple entries in my blogs and numerous sketchbooks, so maybe it’s time to put them all in one list. I’m also thinking of tackling the top 100 movies of all time. But which from list? AFI? Time? Rotten Tomatoes?

Happiness is a Rainy Morning

There’s something magical about waking up to a wet landscape.
The colours are saturated, the air is damp and thick with the smell of grass.
Combined with a good cup of coffee, it’s the perfect start to my Tuesday.

Happiness is a Choice

Hey, listen,

It is not just a consequence of something good.
Your state of mind is yours to determine.

Inspired by Andrew Matthews’ philosophy of Being Happy.

When I’m 64

I was at the supermarket just now when I overheard a couple, probably in their 60s, negotiating (they called other  “Mama” and “Papa”!!!),

“It’s okay, Mama, we’ll just get this one (points to a pack of batteries in their shopping bag). ”

“No, Papa, I’ll get the cheaper one.”

“But Mama, I’m paying for it.”

“That is exactly why I need to get the cheaper one. I don’t want you to spend too much of your money on a pack of batteries. I’d rather you spend it on something else.”

“Oh alright Mama. Wait… does this mean I have to pay for your shopping later?”

They both giggled at each other. They were such a cute couple and so full of love. You know the type — sharing a drink in the park, holding hands till they’re 100.

I left the store feeling warm and fuzzy inside.